Naruto: Damn Them Both
Title: Damn Them Both
Rating: K+
Character(s): Tsunade, Jiraiya, [mentioned: Naruto]
Pairing(s): Jiraiya/Tsunade
Word count: 773
Summary: Jiraiya loves pushing the limits, Tsunade mused.
Setting: Manga chapter 346 or after. In other words, part two of the Naruto manga series a.k.a. Shippuuden.
Disclaimer: Tsunade and Jiraiya are characters owned by Masashi Kishimoto-sama. I am in no way affiliated with their creator and owners. No infringement is intended.
Author's Note: I love Jiraiya and Tsunade. :3 So I totally wrote this fic for my own pleasure. What can I say? I'm selfish. And a particular thank you to deekaku; if you think that this draft is too wordy, you should have seen the copy I sent to her. ;;
She could swear that the vein in her forehead could be seen from outer space. Jiraiya always seemed to have this effect on her. His deep voice hit her ears like the high-pitched buzzing that a mosquito makes just before a sadist would pick apart its body, limb by limb. The woman's brow twitched in annoyance as her old teammate aggravated her all the more. He knew it, too. In fact, if she did not know better, she would say that he was smirking - which meant that he was enjoying this.
Damn him.
She sat as silently as possible at her desk, trying her best to look as if she were taking precious interest toward the single file she held in her talented hands. If it was at all possible that the seemingly youthful, blonde medical ninja could appear like she was not a bit bothered by his antics, she just might manage to come out of this without being convicted of murder. All she had to do was ignore his incessant talk of all things erotic. After fifteen minutes had passed, the woman was beginning to lose hope in her ability to control her anger. There is, after all, only so many earfuls one could receive in a lifetime from the self-proclaimed Super Pervert Jiraiya, the Toad Hermit. But damn it, she was not going to lose it this time.
She was the Fifth Hokage, Princess Tsunade!
But what the hell did that do for her? That very title of "Fifth Hokage, Princess Tsunade" was synonymous with word phrases such as "short-tempered," "ego-centric," and "just stay the hell away."
She could hear the kettle's whistle. A few seconds more of this contemptible topic that Jiraiya had thought of as heaven when he was only a boy would surely send him to his grave as a middle-aged man. Yet, when the water began to boil, Jiraiya saw his limit. He somehow seemed to change the topic (in a manner that flowed together) to something - someone - that Tsunade would never admit to being fond of - and she meant never. Jiraiya's young and growing pupil, Naruto. That loud-mouthed dumbass of a brat who knew exactly how to get under her skin. And into her heart.
Yeah...
Damn him, too.
However, despite much resistance, she stopped pretending like she did not care and took a real interest in where the conversation was headed. When Jiraiya finished bragging about just how much the boy had improved while Naruto was in Jiraiya's own care, he inquired about how the youngster had been during his brief absence.
"Your ugly student is making history," Tsunade informed. "Naruto has learned to combine his chakra with both manipulatable states of nature and form." Jiraiya did not seem surprised of Naruto's accomplishment. "Of course," she continued, "if he continues using the jutsu, then it will cost Naruto his ability to mold chakra."
"And then our adorable genin will not be able to become Hokage," Jiraiya added in a playful manner. After Tsunade sent an expression of serious concern his way, he added, "Naruto may be stupid, but he would never do anything to keep his dream from coming true. You should remember."
Tsunade reflected briefly on perhaps the unluckiest bet she had ever made. She supposed that Jiraiya had a point. Sort of.
"Besides," Jiraiya continued, "even if that did happen, Naruto would come traveling with me again. We would go on more perverted adventures, and-"
THWACK.
Sheesh, Tsunade had not realized that the mere mention of the word "perverted" would cause her to finally explode. And yet, Tsunade smiled slightly at Jiraiya just being Jiraiya.
"You should not be corrupting the youth of Konoha."
"Oh please," Jiraiya grunted, "Naruto does a fine enough job being perverted all on his own." Tsunade smiled after thinking back to Naruto's return to the village. He did act pretty perversely.
The self-proclaimed Super Pervert was slow getting up. Tsunade took the time to delight in his misery, and she even imagined hitting the recently corrupted Naruto over the head, too. However, she began to feel guilty when a small cut on her comrade's lip began to bleed. She could only recall feeling this guilty for Jiraiya one other time - when they were young, and she had nearly killed him. At that point in time, she had felt guilty because she had never come close to killing a single person yet. This time, however, she felt guilty for some other reason. A reason she could not identify. A reason she would not identify.
A reason she needed to identify.
She loved them.
Ah...
Damn them both.
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Rating: K+
Character(s): Tsunade, Jiraiya, [mentioned: Naruto]
Pairing(s): Jiraiya/Tsunade
Word count: 773
Summary: Jiraiya loves pushing the limits, Tsunade mused.
Setting: Manga chapter 346 or after. In other words, part two of the Naruto manga series a.k.a. Shippuuden.
Disclaimer: Tsunade and Jiraiya are characters owned by Masashi Kishimoto-sama. I am in no way affiliated with their creator and owners. No infringement is intended.
Author's Note: I love Jiraiya and Tsunade. :3 So I totally wrote this fic for my own pleasure. What can I say? I'm selfish. And a particular thank you to deekaku; if you think that this draft is too wordy, you should have seen the copy I sent to her. ;;
She could swear that the vein in her forehead could be seen from outer space. Jiraiya always seemed to have this effect on her. His deep voice hit her ears like the high-pitched buzzing that a mosquito makes just before a sadist would pick apart its body, limb by limb. The woman's brow twitched in annoyance as her old teammate aggravated her all the more. He knew it, too. In fact, if she did not know better, she would say that he was smirking - which meant that he was enjoying this.
Damn him.
She sat as silently as possible at her desk, trying her best to look as if she were taking precious interest toward the single file she held in her talented hands. If it was at all possible that the seemingly youthful, blonde medical ninja could appear like she was not a bit bothered by his antics, she just might manage to come out of this without being convicted of murder. All she had to do was ignore his incessant talk of all things erotic. After fifteen minutes had passed, the woman was beginning to lose hope in her ability to control her anger. There is, after all, only so many earfuls one could receive in a lifetime from the self-proclaimed Super Pervert Jiraiya, the Toad Hermit. But damn it, she was not going to lose it this time.
She was the Fifth Hokage, Princess Tsunade!
But what the hell did that do for her? That very title of "Fifth Hokage, Princess Tsunade" was synonymous with word phrases such as "short-tempered," "ego-centric," and "just stay the hell away."
She could hear the kettle's whistle. A few seconds more of this contemptible topic that Jiraiya had thought of as heaven when he was only a boy would surely send him to his grave as a middle-aged man. Yet, when the water began to boil, Jiraiya saw his limit. He somehow seemed to change the topic (in a manner that flowed together) to something - someone - that Tsunade would never admit to being fond of - and she meant never. Jiraiya's young and growing pupil, Naruto. That loud-mouthed dumbass of a brat who knew exactly how to get under her skin. And into her heart.
Yeah...
Damn him, too.
However, despite much resistance, she stopped pretending like she did not care and took a real interest in where the conversation was headed. When Jiraiya finished bragging about just how much the boy had improved while Naruto was in Jiraiya's own care, he inquired about how the youngster had been during his brief absence.
"Your ugly student is making history," Tsunade informed. "Naruto has learned to combine his chakra with both manipulatable states of nature and form." Jiraiya did not seem surprised of Naruto's accomplishment. "Of course," she continued, "if he continues using the jutsu, then it will cost Naruto his ability to mold chakra."
"And then our adorable genin will not be able to become Hokage," Jiraiya added in a playful manner. After Tsunade sent an expression of serious concern his way, he added, "Naruto may be stupid, but he would never do anything to keep his dream from coming true. You should remember."
Tsunade reflected briefly on perhaps the unluckiest bet she had ever made. She supposed that Jiraiya had a point. Sort of.
"Besides," Jiraiya continued, "even if that did happen, Naruto would come traveling with me again. We would go on more perverted adventures, and-"
THWACK.
Sheesh, Tsunade had not realized that the mere mention of the word "perverted" would cause her to finally explode. And yet, Tsunade smiled slightly at Jiraiya just being Jiraiya.
"You should not be corrupting the youth of Konoha."
"Oh please," Jiraiya grunted, "Naruto does a fine enough job being perverted all on his own." Tsunade smiled after thinking back to Naruto's return to the village. He did act pretty perversely.
The self-proclaimed Super Pervert was slow getting up. Tsunade took the time to delight in his misery, and she even imagined hitting the recently corrupted Naruto over the head, too. However, she began to feel guilty when a small cut on her comrade's lip began to bleed. She could only recall feeling this guilty for Jiraiya one other time - when they were young, and she had nearly killed him. At that point in time, she had felt guilty because she had never come close to killing a single person yet. This time, however, she felt guilty for some other reason. A reason she could not identify. A reason she would not identify.
A reason she needed to identify.
She loved them.
Ah...
Damn them both.
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